my own in his service. You may do with me what you will, for never shall
you draw from me a word against my master."

Thereupon, all the more to affright him, they threw him in the sack into
the water, calling to him--

"If you will tell the truth, you shall be saved."

Finding, however, that he answered nothing, they drew him out again, and
made report of his constancy to the Queen, who on hearing of it declared
that neither the King nor herself were so fortunate in their followers
as was this gentleman the Bastard, though he lacked even the means to
requite them. She then did all that she could to draw the servant into
her own service, but he would by no means consent to forsake his master.
However, by the latter's leave, he at last entered the Queen's service,
in which he lived in happiness and contentment.

The Queen, having learnt the truth of the marriage from the Bastard's
letter, sent for Rolandine, whom with a wrathful countenance she several
times called "wretch" instead of "cousin," reproaching her with the
shame that she had brought both upon her father's house and her mistress
by thus marrying without her leave or commandment.

Rolandine, who had long known what little love her mistress bore her,
gave her but little in return. Moreover, since there was no love between
them, neither was there fear; and as Rolandine perceived that this
reprimand, given her in presence of several persons, was prompted less
by affection than by a desire to put her to shame, and that the Queen
felt more pleasure in chiding her than grief at finding her in fault,
she replied with a countenance as glad and tranquil as the Queen's was